Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

"She's a witch."

"A witch who does all kinds of evil."

In the previous sentence, there was still a smile on Charles' face, but in the next sentence, the smile had disappeared.

"Kill her."

Andrew, who was named, was still hesitating.

The atmosphere was a little uneasy, and several people were looking at him. Except for Rist, who looked good, Qiao Sen and Johnny sounded quite dignified by their nicknames, but they were actually farmers who had just dropped their hoes not long ago.

Their legs were also trembling at this time, partly because of the murder, partly because they were afraid of Charles.

In essence, Shire is also Arendelle's general. In their eyes, he is a high-ranking figure, a nobleman of the kingdom, an existence that cannot be offended.

And it is indeed better than them.

"Ahem!"

Looking at the slightly stalemate, Lilia suddenly laughed.

She coughed up a stream of blood.

"You idiots"

Shire's Lion Heart Sword slammed into her face, and instantly knocked out her teeth. Her body was tilted, and her cheeks were red and swollen visible to the naked eye.

She hated Shire very much in her heart. Apart from the arrogance of a part of pure blood, the personal enmity caused by Felix is ​​the key. Although she and Qiwei are not old-fashioned, the probability of a normal little wizard being born in a close relative marriage Really low.

Something happened to Felix, how could she not hate it.

When Charles broke open the house, the magic was too strong, and the aftershocks of the air wave hurt her quite badly. She just couldn't struggle, otherwise, even if she could bite Charles, she would have to bite off a piece of flesh.

Being able to use words to ridicule them, she would naturally not let it go.

But Charles didn't want to talk nonsense with her.

The matter now is not just a personal grievance, and a stubborn and crazy pure-blood wizard like Lilia will not be the last.

Nothing to sympathize with or surprise.

The world of wizards was originally a world where the weak preyed on the strong and even a little deformed.

"Poison the village."

"Let you get nothing."

"Take your children away so that you will never meet again."

"You should be familiar with the legends and horrors of witches."

What Shire was talking about was the image of witches in the fairy tale world. There are good and bad witches, but most of the images of witches spread by word of mouth among these ignorant farmers are not very good.

"Now, chop off her head."

"I won't repeat it again."

"perhaps."

"I'll chop you off."

"Clang!"

Half of the Lion Heart Sword was drawn, and Charles casually put his hand on it.

Rist winked at Andrew.

For Andrew, a big man, Rist still has a good impression. Although Rister is a descendant of knights, he is not a real nobleman after all. In fact, he is just a little richer than ordinary civilians.

He didn't look down on Andrew, an ice-cutter. On the contrary, because of Andrew's unstructured and unfamiliar swordsmanship, he was the only person in the entire knight group who could barely make a few moves with him. He still had a good impression of Andrew.

Rist is a little straightforward, but also a little clever. It is human instinct to form gangs, and he is the same.

But compared to Andrew, Shire's order is more important. He definitely dare not resist Shire, not only because he is Arendelle's general, but also because of Shire's strength.

"hurry up."

Charles urged again.

"The other party is an evil witch and solve her, maybe Queen Aisha will give you a reward."

"Clang!"

The Lion Heart Sword pulled out a section again.

Andrew started to sweat.

He is an ice-cutter, and as a person from the fairy tale world, he is inherently simpler than the common people who lived in the middle ages in real history.

He has never done anything like petty theft, let alone murder.

But the reason why Charles chose these four people to bring out was naturally because they were actually useful in his memory.

For example, Andrew... As long as he takes the first step, he will no longer be afraid of the disappearance of life.

Sure enough, under the constant urging of Charles and the threat of the Lion Heart Sword, Andrew still did not hesitate for too long.

"ah!"

He raised the long sword with both hands, shouted loudly, and then slashed down hard.

………………

Blood spattered, and Charles shook his head.

"Go back and teach them the art of beheading."

He said something to Lister, and with a turn of the Lionheart sword's hand, Lilia's head had been completely beheaded, and the fast long sword had even returned to its sheath.

"Boom!"

After tapping the ground, the sound seemed hollow.

"There is a basement below, and there is a strange person in it, kill him."

Risto nodded.

The hidden door in the basement is not difficult to find, after all, it is a basement and not a secret room. Soon, Rist led people down the passage.

When he came up again, Rist's long sword was also stained with blood.

"very good."

Charles nodded.

Rist, who killed someone for the first time, seemed to be a little different.

"Is this a witch?"

he asked.

"Weak witch."

Charles walked around the house slowly, without Lucius' memory at all, he knew where the hideout of the Prewett House was.

He even knows what valuables are in the house, but after all, the plot is constantly changing, and the things in the house will also change to some extent. He still needs to investigate carefully, and can't just listen to memory.

"Without a wand, a witch who cannot even release magic."

"And what you have to face is not such a simple thing."

"Let your guard down."

"you will die."

Seeing that Rist was no longer inflated, and Charles didn't find anything good in the house, he drew out his wand and prepared to take a few people out of here.

"I brought you out to let you feel the power of magic in advance."

"Instead of letting you relax your vigilance."

"In order not to let you die in the next battle, maybe you need to see how a real wizard fights."

Charles paused slightly, because he suddenly called out, faintly calling.

After a pause, he realized something.

It's a cavity, the cavity that was handed over to Lucius. It seems that Lucius's work attitude is not bad, and he opened so soon.

"Lucky day."

Under the puzzled gazes of Lister and the others, Charles said softly.

"Now, the opportunity has come."

The next moment, as Charles' voice fell, a black sphere the size of a fist suddenly appeared among them. Rist and the others retreated in a panic, and sure enough, in the blink of an eye, the black spheres immediately began to collide and swelled. It's the size of an entire living room.

And when it stopped expanding, the deep black began to dissipate and fade, revealing the scene at the other end of the black ball.

It's Lucius, and several other wizards.. They seem to be in a manor.